Red rivers of blood flows
From the wounds upon his body
Beaten
Left for dead
A used sexually
Physically
Emotionally
Red rivers of blood flows
From the wounds upon his body
Beaten
Left for dead
Evening waves
Evening waves crash the shore The sun goes down upon the beach once more Hear the gulls cry good night As they fly by
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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